All the other dogs barked at me and wanted my attention. But not Bella (okay, her name was Molly, but I decided to rename her). Anyway, she did not acknowledge my presence in any way. I thought, "That's the dog I want! I want an independent animal!"
Independent? Psh, yeah right. She follows me everywhere: to the kitchen, to the living room, to the bathroom, to my bedroom. She peers out the window when I leave every morning, and it breaks my heart.
Bella has improved the quality of my life. I love my dog!
|While I typed this blog entry, this is what Bella did.|
We love exploring our new home.
|We'll cross that bridge when we get to it!|